The strongest warrior in the city

Chapter 328 329 Bala! 4 more

The howling wind roared continuously in the wilderness, and grass clippings were blowing in the air and flying around.

Looking around, there is an endless grassland without any shelter.

As winter approached, the temperature here, although not as cold as in Northern Russia, was almost the same.

"Those guys probably won't come today."

On a high slope, there were a few figures standing, staring into the distance, dressed in black and covered with a thick cloak. It erodes the body, and some people can't stand it.

On the outside of the cloak, there is a special pattern embroidered, like fire and dragon, which is the logo of Inhuman Group.

They are the guards at the border between China and Gumeng, preventing Gumeng and all foreign powerhouses from entering China.

"We will keep guard for a while, and we will retreat. If there is no accident, we can go back early." Iron Fist said slowly.

Hearing this, the members of the Inhuman Group beside them all smiled. It was rare that those guys from Gumeng didn't come to harass them again, and they were able to breathe for a while.

In this way, several people sat and waited for it to get dark, and seeing that the sun was about to set, several people prepared to return to the same place.

However, they hadn't walked a few steps when someone suddenly fell down.

An arrow landed right in the man's leg, causing him to fall to his knees.

When Iron Fist saw it, he immediately roared, and everyone around him immediately put on a fighting pose.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

All the people around turned around immediately, and quickly took off the hats on their heads, and stood in front of them.

Whoosh...

There were several sounds of the air being cut through, and arrows shot at it.

Fortunately, the material of this hat is special, and it can be worn on the head at ordinary times to protect it from wind and rain. When it is used as a shield, it can be taken off directly, and when the palm is pressed, it will unfold into a big cattail fan, protecting itself inside, and resisting the attack of archery.

"How did they dispatch so many people?"

"No, they want to catch us all, Yanzi, hurry up and report the news to Su Zi, so that she will be careful of Gumeng's surprise attack." Iron Fist realized that the people in Gumeng made a big noise this time, probably on purpose.

"I do not go."

"If you don't leave, you will be too old. They must have premeditated to make a move at this time." Iron Fist said seriously.

Seeing that Tiequan was very serious, Yanzi couldn't refuse.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, glanced at his companions, and said, "Wait for me, I will definitely bring someone to rescue you."

After speaking, his body flickered, and he quickly disappeared before his eyes like a real swallow.

After seeing Yanzi leave, Iron Fist called out to his companions, "Block these guys and hold on until Yanzi brings people over."

With less than five members, no one dared to be careless in the face of doubling ancient Mongolian martial arts practitioners. These ancient Mongolian martial arts practitioners were not much different from them to a certain extent.

Once upon a time, Gumeng was still the land of China, but now, it is already another country. Because of the history of being incorporated into the territory of China, the people of Gumeng, like the people of Huaxia, can cultivate vitality and strength. Some cultivation methods have also been passed down to Gumeng, creating some strong men in Gumeng who are not weaker than today's Chinese martial arts practitioners.

Compared with other foreign powerhouses, Gumeng's powerhouses are even more troublesome for the Yiren Group, because their cultivation methods are almost the same.

Furthermore, the ancient Mongolian people are good at martial arts, they belong to the nation on horseback, and they are very brave and good at fighting. Even ordinary people have good physical fitness, let alone those who practice martial arts.

As usual, people from Gumeng would come to harass them occasionally at most, or leave after provoking, but this time, so many martial practitioners appeared all at once, which was obviously different from before.

Iron Fist led several partners to fight against the Gumeng martial practitioners constantly, trying to drag them down as much as possible to prevent them from chasing the swallows and intercepting the message.

The strength of Iron Fist is the strongest among them, especially his fist, which is comparable to steel, which is why he got his name.

But this time, the ancient Mongolian martial arts practitioners came prepared, and they had a good grasp of the strength of the iron fist. As soon as they came up, they directly covered the iron fist with a soft net, restricting the display of their strength.

Iron Fist was trapped, and the remaining members of the Inhuman Group, although not weak in skill, couldn't stand up to the ancient Mongolian martial arts practitioners. They had an advantage in numbers, and soon they were all subdued.

After that, these people were used as a threat to signal Iron Fist to give up resistance. In the end, everyone was captured alive by the martial practitioners from Gumeng.

"Are you arresting me, are you trying to tear your face off with our Inhuman Group?" Iron Fist didn't know why the martial cultivators of Gumeng were going crazy today, they dispatched so many people uncharacteristically, and made a big fuss.

"Who said that we are going to fight with your Yiren group, we just want to discuss martial arts with you." A man wearing a thick sheepskin jacket stood in front of several people.

His name is Bala. The word Bala means tiger in the ancient Mongolian language, representing the king of the forest, and Bala is the king of the grassland. He is among the ancient Mongolian warriors. It also has a certain status. The members of the Inhuman Group stationed here all know Barra.

"Discussing martial arts? It seems that the way you discuss it is a bit too much." Iron Fist glanced at the soft net on his body and said sarcastically.

"No, because what I want to discuss is your martial arts, tell us all the cultivation methods you know, and I can let you go." Bala said.

kindness?
Hearing this, all the members of the Inhuman Group present had strange expressions on their faces.

It turned out that they focused their ideas on the method they practiced. No wonder they mobilized the crowd and captured them alive.

"Bala, our Chinese method is not easy to cultivate. If one is not done well, it will kill people." Iron Fist sneered, implying that even if he dared to speak out the method, you might not dare to practice it, because it would kill people.

Bala laughed loudly, pointed his hand, Iron Fist and others looked along, and then heard Bala say: "We have an expert here, who can verify whether the method you said is effective, you don't have to worry about it for us." Worry."

Iron Fist and the others saw that the expert Bala was talking about was also wearing a big cloak, completely covering himself in it. He couldn't even see his face, only a pair of small sharp eyes.

Who is this person?

The members of the Inhuman Group, when they saw this guy hiding in the cloak, all had a strange feeling. They felt that this guy was like a poisonous snake, ready to explode and hurt people at any time.

Could it be said that the ancient Mongolian warriors like Bala were driven by this person for their abnormal behavior today?

They have never seen this person appear before.

"If you say it, everyone will be safe. If you don't say it, I will send you to hell one by one. Iron Fist, you choose." Bara finished speaking, pulled out a big knife, and walked up to a member of the Inhumans group. Putting it on his neck, the threat was very obvious. He looked at Iron Fist with a faint smile, waiting for his answer.

Seeing this scene, Iron Fist couldn't help frowning deeply.

(End of this chapter)